A/N: Ok guys this is another story, I know I have so many that I need to finish but I'm addicted. Lol and I have so many ideas I just want to get them started.

Ok I don't want to explain too much of this but I will say it's a Leah and Jake one.

Leah lives with her father who is a horrible and abusive drunk. (I don't picture Harry Clearwater like this but it's my story) Leah is in a relationship with an abusive boyfriend too. Leah works at the local garage and is good with cars.

Here we go!

Ch. 1- I'm Fine, It's Nothing

Leah's POV

I was working on a Dodge Neon and was the last one at the garage. All the guys went home and I was locking up when I was done. I was looking under the hood and checking the oil when someone beeped and then I heard them walk in.

"Hey I need a set of brakes and an oil change in my truck"

"Hey buddy we're closed!" I kept looking under the hood and figured he would leave. I heard footsteps of boots getting closer.

"I said we are…"

I looked out from under the car and there stood something that you only see in magazines. He was so gorgeous; he was the hottest guy I had ever seen. He had to have been at least 7ft tall, he had short black hair that met in the middle of his head causing a sexy fo-hawk. He had a tight t-shirt on and jeans with some boots that had clearly been worn a lot. He was walking out of the rain and shook the rain out of his hair. He was so hot.

"Hey I just need an oil change to hold me over till you can get me in."

"Ok, let me get this moved out of the way." I got into the Dodge Neon and moved it up a spot.

"Ok pull it in here"

"Got it" He pulled it in and when he started to get out I was already at the front of it.

"Pop the hood"

"Ok" I lifted the hood up to the truck and put the thing that held it up in place. I started to look it over and noticed something.

"You can have a seat over on that couch if you want"

"OK"

"Well I don't think you need an oil change I think you need a whole new oil tank because this one has a nail in it."

"A nail?"

"Yeah it must have bounced up there when you hit something." I was still leaning over the truck when two hands landed on the truck next to mine and I felt the heat of an extremely warm body behind me. I looked over my shoulder and the guy was standing behind me leaning over to see in the truck.

"Wow I wonder how that happened because I didn't hear anything."

"I don't know but that's why you need oil"

"Ok well do you have any tanks here?"

"No but I can get it in the morning."

"Shit"

"Well if it's a ride you need I can give you a ride."

"Well I just moved here and my truck has all my stuff in it for my apartment."

"I have a Ford Escape if you want to load some stuff into it and I can drive you to where you are going."

"Really?"

"Yeah I was just getting ready to go home; I have been here all day."

"Well that would be awesome, thanks" He went to his truck and grabbed a few boxes out. I showed him where my car was and he ran to it through the rain and put his stuff in the back. He came back in and I was just locking up.

"You ready?"

"Yeah" We got in my car and I started the car and pulled out. "So where too?"

"Well I'm at Up Town Apartments"

"Oh wow those are nice; I'm just a couple blocks away from there."

"Awesome"

I started to drive us there when my phone started to ring.

"Hello?"

"Hey baby, no I can't come over tonight I worked late at the garage and I'm tired."

"Sam I don't want to, please I'm tired. I will come over tomorrow ok?"

"Fine I will be over in a little bit just let me go check on my dad"

"Bye Love you"

I closed my phone, opened the glove box, and threw my phone in it and slammed it shut.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah, just my boyfriend, he's drunk and of course wants me to go over."

"Oh"

"Yeah and he doesn't understand that I have been working late at the garage every night and I'm tired."

"Well what if you call him back and just go home."

"No, its fine, he will come over to my house if I don't go there and Sam and my dad don't really get along, especially when they are both drunk."

"I'm sorry"

"Not your fault"

"Yeah but I still feel bad, you do need your sleep"

"I will be fine" We pulled up to the apartments and I parked.

"Well thanks for the ride"

"I will help you carry your stuff up"

"Thanks" I shut the car off and went and helped him with some of the boxes. I helped him upstairs and he opened the door. It was really nice inside. I set the boxes on the floor, "Well I can pick you up in the morning on my way to the garage?"

"Yeah that will work"

"Ok well I will get you at like 8am"

"That works, hey thanks again"

"No problem" I went down stairs and got in my car. I went straight to Sam's because I just wanted to get home and go to bed. I went up to the door and opened it and went in.

"Baby?"

"Yeah, Leah I'm in here" His words were slurred and I could hear the TV coming from the living room. I went into the living room and Sam was sitting on the couch with a beer in his hand.

"You want one?"

"No I'm good I have to drive myself home"

"Or you could spend the night"

"I have to work in the morning"

"So what you can leave early"

"No Sam I'm tired"

"Then why did you come here?!"

"Because you wanted me too"

"Only because I thought you would be spending the night"

"Well I'm not so I will leave"

"Baby stay" I went and sat down on the couch and he put his arm around me. I could smell the beer on his breathe when he tried to kiss me.

"Sam you smell like beer, how long have you been drinking?"

"I don't know since I got off work"

"You get off work at 4 it's now 10:15 at night. Sam that's 6 hours of drinking!"

"So what baby, I'm fine"

"I am so sick of this"

"Well whatever!" I started to get up and he pulled me back to the couch and started to kiss me.

"Sam get off, I will see you tomorrow"

"Don't go!"

"I'm leaving" I got up and walked out. He didn't go after me because he tried to get off the couch and he fell back down. Too much effort to chase after his own girlfriend.

I drove home and went inside. My dad was in his lazy boy with a beer in his hand and empty cans on the floor.

"Hey Dad I'm home"

"Leah come in here" I went into the living room and he started mumbling something about the TV and I started to pick up the cans. He smacked me in the side of the face after I got about three cans picked up. I fell on the floor but kept picking them up.

"Leave them go! I want them on the floor!"

"Well I don't because it looks like a pig pen" He smacked me again this time square in the mouth. I tasted blood in my mouth but finished picking them up. I threw them in the trash can and started to go upstairs.

"Good night dad"

"I'm not done talking to you disrespectful whore!" I let it go and went upstairs. I got in the shower and took a long warm shower. I got out and looked at my face. My lip was cut and swollen and my face was starting to bruise.

"Ehh…" I wrapped the towel around me and went into my room. I closed and locked the door and got ready for bed. I laid down and tried to be gently on the one side of my face.

I got up the next morning and started to get ready at about 7. I put on some old jeans, my boots, and a black tank top. I brushed my hair and kept it down but had my rubber band on my wrist. I grabbed a breakfast bar and went out the door.

I pulled up to his apartment and he was standing outside. I pulled up and he got in.

"Good morning."

"Good morn…Oh my God what happened to your lip?!"

"Nothing, it's fine"

"Dude that is not ok"

"I just hit something last night; let it go I'm fine."

"Well since you're fine I didn't get your name last night."

"Leah Clearwater" I shook his warm, soft hand.

"Jacob Black, you can call me Jake if you want."

"Ok well Mr. Black let's go and get your truck up and running. I might add that it is a sharp truck."

"Yep it's a Rumble Bee"

"I like it, the yellow is really nice"

"Thanks"

"So how old are you?"

"I'm 20, how about you?"

"18, fresh out of high school"

"That's awesome, how did you learn so much about cars?"

"Well before my mom died, my dad really showed me a lot and I grew up around cars so…"

"I'm sorry"

"No its ok she died when I was 14"

"Oh"

"Yeah she wasn't around much anyway"

"Oh I see" We pulled into the garage and I was the first one there again. We got out of the car and I went and opened the door. We went in and I turned on the lights. The smell of musk, diesel and Jake's cologne filled my nose. We walked in and Jake got a look at the side of my face. It was all bruised up but wasn't as swollen as last night.

"Leah, seriously now, what happened?!"

"Jake I said it's nothing."

"Leah a fat lip and a bruised face is not nothing, I thought you were going home and going to bed last night?"

"Well I stopped at Sam's and then went home, I'm fine, it's nothing now let me get the truck running"

"Did Sam hit you?"

"It's really none of your business, but no he didn't"

"Ok I will stop" He went and sat on the couch and I called one of the guys before they got here so they could stop and get me an oil tank. Once they got there I started to replace it.

"You need help?"

"Nope I'm good thanks"

I could tell he was getting bored but I thought it was funny. I finished and told Jake to come over.

"Ok take it for a ride and tell me if there is anything wrong"

"You want to go with me?"

"Sure" We got in the car and he started it.

"Sounds better" He pulled out and got us onto the road. We went for a five minute drive and then came back to the shop.

"Pull in so I can check the oil."

"Ok" He pulled it into the spot and I jumped out. I went over and lifted the hood and started to check it. I didn't set up the thing that held it up on because I was only pulling out the stick. I pulled it out and was sticking it back in when I lost grip of the hood and it fell on my arm. I let out a gut wrenching scream.